Bruce Willis goes on holiday to Russia, and then some bullshit happens, and I don’t really know because I fell asleep a few times during it and it was nonsense. McClane protesteth many times that he was “only here on vacation”, and even managed to squeeze in a few “motherfuckers” …
Was this Justin Long’s first film as a grownup? Eurgh. What a mess. Gripping grimly onto the premise that COMPUTERS CAN CONTROL EVERYTHING we’re on a rollercoaster to disaster, which goes via an inexplicable Kevin Smith cameo to eventually Bruce Willis trying to converge his Christmas Die Hard-y-ness with that …
A return to form, which is bound to happen once you get SAMUEL L. JACKSON in the mix. This felt *much* more like it fit with the original Die Hard in terms of character, and it also provided a plotline which could be ripped off variously in Batman films of …
So, taking the famous concept of using a character from a well-loved film and then plonking them in the middle of something that shares almost no DNA with the original is what’s happened here. Less of a slightly-above-average-Joe pushed by circumstance into a perilous situation, and more of a one-man-wrecking-ball. …
The quintessential Christmas film. What else need I say? Although definitely worth a rewatch, because it’s easy to forget what Bruce Willis looked like with hair. He must’ve been just on his way out from Moonlighting on this film – this really was his breakthrough role, before there was such …
Having watched London Has Fallen, we figured it made sense to then watch the film that it was a sequel to. Much like its postcessor (*shrugs* could be a word?), it stars loads of things being blown up, and Gerard Butler. GO USA! Just, y’know, try to ignore the total …
Mindless action thriller starring loads of buildings in London being blown up, and Gerard Butler. Widely panned as being “effortlessly racist”, but I’d contend that cinema’s so full of 2-dimensional plotlines and villains that anyone who correlated this with real life in any way possibly hasn’t engaged their faculties properly. …
What’s not to love about the comic-book, choreographed to near balletic perfection violence of John Wick? I don’t think this film sought to raise the stakes from its predecessor: in my mind it was just more of the same, and that’s a simplistic story basis ornamented with scene after scene …
